“I see the moon!” she yelled while it raised tides upon the shore
As if discovering something none had seen before
The little one pointed happily and smiled
In that inner turmoil that has no room for outer space
She saw not the moon, and not her child and none of their wonder as each beheld the other
Her joy unbounded, mine still undercover
Though my expression more subdued, we both had found a treasure money cannot buy
It had not failed to shine with stars around it strewn
Seeing such tonight, moon-tide fears were drowned
May I still look up and yell, “I see the moon!” with sheer delight
And in faith know it's there for another child to find
Have I ever yelled so much I see the moon! I see the moon! I see the moon!
Nothing is ever far away when someone sees the moon so near.